“Kill me now or you stop hollering your empty threats at me” she yelled in anger as he took hold of her hands and pushed her away but not so hard; and with that wicked grin still on his lips, he straightened his collar and looked at her. “They are not empty threats, trust me. You will surely watch them burn first before you join them…but that’s when I’m done with Ikenna who dumped my…

Chinonso stared at Onyi in disbelief. She had gone too far. He knew she did not like Ifeoma but what she had just told him was a blatant lie and he did not need a priest to disprove that. He could not hold it in at that moment. How dare she accuse someone who was close to his heart? Ify loved him but not in that way and all he wanted to do was yell…

“Christ” he heard himself say and hurriedly climbed out of the bed to stop her. He stared at her unable to believe how far she was taking the whole thing. “What in God’s name makes you think I want to have sex with you?” “Surely I have to pay you” she replied. “Sales were not good today and I’m really low on cash right now and I won’t be able to pay any time soon,…

Ifeoma did not know what she felt after hearing Nonso’s words. She wanted to lunge at him and tear him to pieces but she was too weak. He was responsible for her loss and he was not sorry. She wanted to kill him if she could but all she could do was break down and sob uncontrollably at her helplessness. As she cried, she felt her whole strength sap out of her and the room…

She opened her eyes slowly and immediately closed them as the rays of the sun penetrated the windows; and then slowly, she opened them until everything finally came into focus. From where she sat facing the window, she could see that she was not on the ground floor of wherever she was. She was still tied to a chair but she was in a different room and there was no duct tape over her mouth.…

PORT HARCOURT, 2013. The sixty year old sturdy man got up from the sofa and tossed the Sun newspaper he was reading on the footstool. Chukwuma Nnaji was a billionaire who lived a luxurious life and seemed to make more money as the days passed. His wife had died thirteen years ago and his only daughter, Ifeoma, was happily married and living with her husband in Rumuomasi. Despite the distance, she still visited him once…

Let’s meet on a plain field Where sunshine doesn’t ruin the feel Let’s meet outdoors Baring emotions outwards Let’s meet for old times Starting again not on borrowed times Let’s meet with substance Our wounds healed, our minds right Let’s meet with a level head Man and woman basking clear Let’s meet and deliberate And make dreams and then storms Let’s meet in a surreal of new sightings Together, we will wine, dine, live and…